Killed for your creative thinking…

Je suis Anna

Je suis Anna

Imagine the very thing you live to create being the thing that one day would lead to your death?

And a death with a violent end, via an unknown to you gunmen; aggrieved at your creative interpretation of ‘their’ religion…

Events of this week have led me to ponder more than usual what is it that drives some to create with the pen, the brush…

Some with the gun?

I’m under no illusion that the events in France are created acts… acts stemming from thinking overtime that leads to actions, and in this case more thinking, planning and putting into action. Actions that within the minds of the, now, killers were ‘justifiable’.

So what am I thinking about… where we create ‘others‘ as different than us.

Where we draw conclusions about how ‘we‘ (which is really an ‘I think’ hidden in the group think, in disguise) think/be/do better, differently opposed to what ‘they‘ think/be/do less than…(here its either a ‘you’ in disguise or the nebulous ‘they’ – a generalised and separated ‘other‘).

So how is this creative? Our creative thinking leads us to picture the world, hang a frame on what we see.

This in turn creates actions, drawing to conclusions, inventing scenarios, living out dramas where we are the author of our own plays, mini series… and eventually full blown wars.

What also comes to mind is how a piece created for a daily paper; a cartoon drawn to highlight a joke about another’s religion can seem so far away from those who believe. Especially if its not what I choose to believe…

Rowan Atkinson quote #2

“The freedom to criticize ideas…” Rowan Atkinson

It strikes me in the supposed PC world we live in, or at least we ‘think’ we do we are both striving for and missing the mark…

Yet we are free to believe, creatively think, speak and act …

Freedom of speech is a human right worth dying for… then when some of ‘us’ act in ways outside of what ‘we‘ deem appropriate  (I’m in no way condoning murder and terrorism in any form) we are up in arms.

And this is the dichotomy, the mystery, the gifts of Life I continue to ponder on, seek the truths within and to create from that space…

Lyrics to Proper Propaganda – Dilated Peoples 

With press passes, we bring it to you as it happens
The streets love my crew for music and rappin’
Street commander slash beat expander
Here to fight the slander with the proper propaganda
What’s happenin’? You got a question then ask it
The news is just a TV show, get past it
And this, from a quiet wartime journalist
Headlines, wake up, refuse and resist
Like this, like this, like thi-thi-this, y’all

We kick finance, action and scores of sports
Politics, new fashion and war reports
Entertainment, when we come to perform, watch
And the illest weatherman in the biz, I’m storm watch
Triclops Media, record, tape and TV
Net radio, CD or DVD, iriscience
Write rhymes on paper time
This is why Baboo is scratching and keeping time

I make the people listen boogy down and move
I make the people listen boogy down and move, yeah
I make the people listen boogy down and move

Glory, the pen is mighter than the sword
‘Cause the pen gives the word sending swords to war
They twisted it when they quoted Mao Tse-tung
They said political power comes from the barrel of a gun
The officer meets his fate, by .44, .38
It was a dirty deed but that don’t mean a dirty case
Witnesses against the state are shushed
Facts overlooked so the judge can throw the book
Perhaps for politicians with something to prove
In the city where they blew the roof off and move

Yo, questions when answered leads to more questions
Why’d it take months to remember a confession?
The principles are the same even without the name
But I still say, “M U M I A”
I have to fight, it could easily be me
But just being the thinker than speakin’ it freely
Although I use my brain before using a fist
Don’t push it, wake up, refuse and resist

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What can we learn to create from our earth?

Traditional Ute Prayer (native North American)

Cosmos daisies... the whole world in a flower

Cosmos daisies… the whole world in a flower

Earth teach me stillness as the grasses are stilled with light.

Earth teach me suffering as old stones suffer with memory.

Earth teach me humility as blossoms are humbled with beginning.

Earth teach me caring as the mother who secures her young.

Earth teach me courage as the tree which stands all alone.

Earth teach me limitations as the ant which crawls on the ground.

Earth teach me freedom as the eagle which soars in the sky.

Earth teach me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall.

Earth teach me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring.

Earth teach me to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life.

Earth teach me to remember kindness as dry fields weep with rain.

4 Rooms for Living In – essentials for self nurture and self care…

Clara Jones & I first connected via Twitter… and the rest, as they say, is history. Living proof that there still is genuine, mutually supportive and authentic relationships to be made across the twittering classes.

Like me Clara is a coach who works mainly with women with North Wales as herphysical base whilst she weaves her unique blend of creative coaching, mentoring and personal development with women 1-2-1 or in groups across the world.

I can now say I am in the great company of an ever growing number of inspirational women who Clara interviews for her website and blog http://www.4roomsliving.co.uk/

I have answered a range of questions all about different aspects of self nurture and care and where I get side tracked, reach burn out and simple ways I do my best each day to stay on track…

You can keep up to date with what is inspiring Clara each day via her Twitter account…  @4roomsliving

And keep re-visiting her website as she add more and more new women’s stories of self care & love… inspirational and safe haven to re-visiting when you feel a wee bit wobbly, as is natural. Happy reading & sharing!

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Self nurture and self care… what’s inspired me to keep on keepin’ on

Spring has sprung…

Now more light is shining on the matters at hand my creative flow seems more present and budding with new creative project idea and the energy to complete on those tasks even the long winter nights in didn’rt seem to inspire me to tackle…

image created by Anna B. Sexton

A new project has come to be… creating simple messages to share